“So much better,” Lauren agreed in a breathy whisper.
“Can you get your hair up somehow?”
Lauren nodded and twisted her hair up on itself so that it was off her neck.
“Perfect.” Grey dropped a quick kiss to the newly exposed skin before she began squeezing that same spot with her right hand in a gentle massage.
Lauren braced her hands on the wall in front of her as Grey’s thumbs dug into the muscles at the back of her neck. She groaned when Grey began working at a knot in her upper back,and let her head fall forward as she gave herself over to Grey’s touch. Grey’s hands sliding over her skin was both relaxing and arousing, and Lauren could not have contained the little moans that kept escaping her even had she wanted to.
“Mmm, hi,” Lauren hummed when Grey’s hands skated over her hips to tickle her stomach. She rocked back into the brunette, pressing her ass into Grey’s hips as strong arms enveloped her middle.
Grey rubbed her hands over Lauren’s stomach and nipped playfully at her earlobe. “Just showering.”
“I know.” Lauren looked over her shoulder at Grey and grinned when she saw how close she was. “Kiss me,” she whispered, even as she lifted her lips to Grey’s.
Grey did not need to be told twice, and she moaned softly as she covered Lauren’s lips with her own. They kissed languidly, tongues flicking idly together as Grey’s hands continued to stroke with a quiet passion over Lauren’s body, sweeping down over her hips to tickle her upper thighs before sliding higher again. Lauren whimpered and bucked back into her when she spiraled her fingers around her breasts, and she smiled as she covered them with her hands and gave them a gentle squeeze. “Just showering,” she murmured as she dropped her hands back to Lauren’s waist.
“Just showering, my ass,” Lauren muttered as she turned to face Grey.
“I washed that too.”
Lauren rolled her eyes, and instantly regretted it as the move made her headache pulse viciously. She sighed and reached for Grey’s shampoo. “I know,” she said as she poured the shampoo into her hand. “Hair wet, please.”
Grey smiled and did as Lauren asked, closing her eyes as she tilted her head back into the stream.
“God, I wish I wasn’t so hung-over,” Lauren muttered as she watched the way the water course in thin lines around Grey’sbreasts. She licked her lips as she stepped into Grey, letting their nipples brush lightly together as she began massaging the shampoo into her hair, just like Grey had done to her. Lauren took her time washing Grey, lingering on the spots that made her whimper or moan until she finished with her hands on Grey’s breasts. She gave them a light squeeze and leaned her cheek against the back of Grey’s shoulder as she closed her eyes and just basked in the feeling of warm skin against her own and the joy that filled her because of it.
“This is nice,” Grey whispered as she lifted her left hand to cover Lauren’s right.
“Yeah.” Lauren pressed a lazy kiss to Grey’s back and smiled. The Tylenol she had taken before climbing into the shower was finally beginning to kick-in, but she had no desire to do anything more than this. Just holding Grey under the warm spray of the shower was enough. “Can we just stay here all day?”
Grey blew out a soft breath and spun in Lauren’s hold so that she could look her in the eye. She smiled as she cradled Lauren’s face in her hands and smoothed her thumbs over her cheeks. She captured Lauren’s lips in a kiss that was achingly tender, full of everything she was feeling that she was too afraid to put into words, and she sighed when she eventually pulled back to drag her nose along the side of Lauren’s. “I would like nothing more than to stay right here with you.”
“But we can’t,” Lauren finished for her. “I know.”
“I’m sorry.”
“Me too.” Lauren stole one last kiss as she reached behind herself to turn off the water. She shivered when she opened the shower door, letting cool air into the warm stall, and quickly wrapped a towel around herself. “Here you go,” she said as she passed Grey’s towel back to her.
Grey took it with a smile, and quickly began drying herself off. “Thanks.”
“You’re welcome.” Lauren she reached out to run her hand through Grey’s wet hair, toying with the short strands, unwilling to let this moment end just yet. Grey’s eyes were fathomless, and Lauren’s heart swooped up into her throat as she looked at her. She shook her head and sighed as she pulled her hand away, and cleared her throat softly as she began toweling herself dry. “What time are they all getting here?”
“Eleven-ish.”
Lauren groaned. She knew that the alarm went off at six, which meant they would be hard-pressed to get everything they needed done before it was time for their guests to arrive.
“Exactly.” Grey smiled and darted forward to peck Lauren’s lips with a quick kiss. “So, it’s time to get that marvelous ass of yours into gear, Ms. Murphy. We have work to do.”
They finished getting done in companionable silence, stealing glances and kisses and sneaking soft touches whenever the opportunity allowed. They moved easily around each other, and in what seemed like no time at all they were making their way out of the salon to the back deck.
Grey squinted out at the busy harbor through the dark lenses of her sunglasses as she locked up after them, and was glad to see that the large cruise ship that had been docked across the water the night before was beginning to slowly make its way toward open water. That would make her life much easier later on when it was time for them to set sail.
Because they had walked to dinner the night before, Grey’s car was still parked in its spot in the marina lot, and she smiled at Lauren as she held the passenger door for her. “Is there anything that’s sounding good for breakfast?”
“Honestly?” Lauren laughed. “Is there a McDonald’s anywhere around here?”
Grey chuckled knowingly. “Ah, the ol’ McMuffin and hash brown hangover cure.”
